Adoption Update - Ty

Our poor Ty. He came in as an 8-month-old, out-of-control, fence-jumping (and I mean 6-foot stockade fence-jumping) puppy.

He was adopted out to a wonderful woman with kids, but that didn't work out (no fault of Ty's). He came back.

He waited. And waited.

He was adopted out to a nice retired couple, but that didn't work out (again, no fault of Ty's). He came back.

He waited again. You could see depression creeping into the poor pooch's eyes.

Over time, Ty did calm down, and with the help of his mentor, Beth Z., he's gone to obedience class and really learned his manners. Ty grew into a stellar, mature dog who walks well on a leash, knows a trick or two, and behaves like a gentleman.

But people overlooked him. Big Black Dog Syndrome, I'm sure. And even though he's probably Lab/Great Dane mix, people probably thought they saw Pit Bull in him.

No one saw beyond the Big Black Dog and into the beautiful eyes, the calm demeanor, and overwhelming sweetness that was Ty.

Until this family walked in.

Ty walked into the playroom and sat at their feet. No doubt, Ty was thinking "okay, I'll go through the motions - again- just for the heck of it. It gets me out of my kennel."

Boy, did they fool him. They came back with their young son. They came back to sign the paperwork. They came back and took Ty home!

Oh, Ty, we are so proud of you and happy for you. We know this is the family for you. Love, hugs, kisses - everything your way, bubba!